Summary: Neville and Luna are different, awkward, shy, and all together… a perfect match. Here are five drabbles from five different moments of theirs throughout the years.
Written for the HPFC "Romantic Drabble Challenge"
Rules: Given a pairing, write at least five drabbles (less than 500 words) about them.
Pairing: Neville/Luna
1: Stupefy
Word Count: 432
As always, in their DA meetings, Harry would teach for a while, and then send them on their way. It was just what they did, and the members had long since settled into the easy rhythm of the sport, picking out their partners with ease.
Neville found Luna in the back, where she always was, messing with something or other. For a Ravenclaw, she never seemed to study or pay attention, though she did surprisingly know a lot. At the start of the DA, Neville had been inordinately worried about her, thinking that her airy demeanor would mean she didn't pay attention in fights, leading to pain, distraction, and guilt (on his part) after hurting her. But he was pleasantly surprised to see that she could fight.
Though how she kept her demeanor and still fought with perseverance and determination was beyond him (he'd learned that the magic inside Luna Lovegood was impossible to understand, unlike anyone else's in the sense that it didn't follow logic as all other magic did).
Perhaps, he thought to himself, as they lined up, that's why he liked her so much. He was logical and linear, planting one foot in front of the other, always walking in a straight line. But Luna was a dancer, leaping and curving, sometimes defying gravity all together and others spinning in one spot for a while. It was a reckless magic, a senseless pattern, and yet it was perfect, in its own way.
She was perfect.
"Ready?" he called to her, as they prepared to practice stunning one another. He'd already done this one extensively by himself, so he promised himself he'd go easy on her, though he should have known better. Luna had always been able to handle what anyone threw at her.
"Set," she called back, as she always did.
"Go!" he bellowed and, before he could even blink, a jet of red light was coming at her.
He hadn't even heart her "Stupefy!"
Oh yes, on top of her fighting skills, her reflexes were incredibly quick.
Neville had read about what happened when you were hit by the stunning spell. It hit you backward, and you were dizzy in blackness, before waking up again. Unlike fainting, when you were hit by the stunning spell, you could feel the time that'd passed when you woke up – but only after you'd awoken.
Still, as the jet of red light hit him square on the chest (a perfect hit) he couldn't help but think that, if it were Luna, he'd take a stunning spell – or worse – for her any day.
